Leaf District

[Baldhead]

After landing on one of Konoha's training grounds with Gyoken, Takashi surveys the area, taking note of the flourishing trees and strategically placed stumps scattered across the landscape. Once there, Takashi gestures towards a nearby tree, indicating his chosen target for Gyoken's demonstration. With his two Byakugan, he watches as the Gyoken directs his chakra to his hands. It flows along the arms out to the fingertips before taking shape outside the body. Blue flames enveloped the young Uchiha's fists as he prepared to strike the tree in front of himself. With a swift strike, Gyoken releases his jutsu, causing a surge of blue flames to engulf the tree and sending a powerful shockwave rippling through the air, propelling Gyoken backwards. In the brief moments before impact, Takashi keenly observes the flow of Gyoken's chakra, noting a sudden loss of control at the moment of impact with the tree. This seems to be the reason why his technique suddenly increases in strength and after the effect of it is created so suddenly. As the Gyoken flies backwards, Takashi uses his speed and trained reflexes to intercept Gyoken's trajectory and catches him. When he catches the kid, Takashi slides backwards a few meters only before they come to a complete stop,Takashi offers a nod of approval. "Not bad kid, not bad at all. Had it been a living being, your jutsu would have undoubtedly ended its life there."


With that said, Takashi sets him down on the ground and looks at Gyoken's hands to see the damage he has caused himself as the tree smolders in the distance. "Your technique bears resemblance to one of my own," he remarks, his tone measured yet authoritative. "Stay still and observe closely.” Well aware of Gyoken's Dōjutsu and its abilities, such as the incredible clarity of perception and being able to copy almost any jutsu they see, memorizing ninjutsu, genjutsu, and taijutsu with near-perfect accuracy. Takashi positions himself about five meters away and begins to stretch. "Before making sudden movements, it is important that you soften your body and warm up." After a brief warm-up, he raises his right arm, clenching his right fist as he focuses his chakra. Controlling it carefully and masterfully it begins to gather in his fist before heat emanates from his hand, causing the air above to shimmer. "This is similar to the effect you're aiming for, Gyoken." Suddenly, Takashi brings his clenched fist down onto the ground, igniting flames that erupt around him in a controlled explosion. It's like a wall of fire has swallowed him up. The grass beneath him scorches, but Takashi remains unharmed. However, the flames only last as long as he makes contact with the ground with his hand. At the same time as he raises his hand, the flames around him begin to go out at the same rate. " But you don't just have to hit something solid to create a fiery explosion." With a quick upward strike with the same hand, Takashi creates small sparks before suddenly a towering pillar of fire is sent upward towards the sky above them, illuminating the training ground in a brilliant display of power and control.



Location: Konohagakure “Leaf District”- Training Field.

Order: Takashi Clone - Gyoken

Time Limit: 3 Days

Skip Points: 2


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[Jeriah]

The recoil from Gyoken's forceful jutsu sent him hurtling backward, a trajectory that would have ended abruptly against a sturdy tree had it not been for Takeshi's timely intervention. Gyoken found himself collapsing into his sensei's chest, a soft sigh escaping him as he felt the secure, yet strained support of Takeshi, who braced against the unexpected impact. Despite the setback, Gyoken's spirits were lifted, not by the imperfection of the execution, but by the potential he had tapped into. Takeshi's verbal approval resonated deeply, reinforcing Gyoken's belief in the formidable jutsu he was on the verge of mastering. Shortly after stabilizing, Gyoken settled onto the grassy field, his gaze fixed intently on Takeshi who positioned himself five meters away. Takeshi's demonstration was about to begin—an opportunity for Gyoken to refine his technique by observing a master at work. As Takeshi's fists ignited and struck the ground, Gyoken's Sharingan whirled into action, capturing every micro-second detail: the chakra flow, the heat of the flames, the wind's response, and the debris stirred from the earth. His eyes, like finely tuned instruments, recorded the sequence of movements and chakra manipulation.

Emboldened by his observations, Gyoken began to mimic the motions he had just studied. He stretched briefly, loosening his muscles in preparation. With a focused intensity, he raised his right arm, his fist clenched tight as chakra began to swirl and concentrate within. The air around his hand shimmered with rising heat, signaling the imminent release of chakra. With a decisive motion, Gyoken slammed his fist into the ground. Flames erupted around him, a brilliant blue wall of fire that danced and crackled with raw power. The grass beneath charred instantly, yet Gyoken, at the heart of this fiery spectacle, remained unscathed.

As he lifted his fist from the earth, the flames dissipated, retracting as if drawing breath back into the ground. Not yet finished, Gyoken followed with an upward strike, his movements fluid and precise. Sparks scattered from his fist before merging into a towering pillar of fire that shot towards the sky. Gyoken's excitement was palpable as he jumped up and down, his voice echoing across the field. "Woah Sensei, did you see that? It's almost as perfect as yours!" His enthusiasm was infectious, his eyes shining with the thrill of achievement and the promise of further mastery. This moment was not just a step forward in his training; it was a testament to his potential and a preview of the formidable ninja he was becoming.

Location: Konohagakure “Leaf District”- Training Field
Order: Takashi clone- Gyoken
Time Limit: 3 Days
Skip Points: 2​

 

[Davon]

Shijo, whether he knew it or not, had captured Tenbo's interest. The discourse between them was unlike any other; few could stir the emotions in Tenbo as Shijo did. It wasn’t merely because they both shared the blood of the Uchiha. Others, like Ichijo, Mirai, Mujin, and even Mugen, never engaged with the enigma of Tenbo’s world the way this prodigy before him had. It was flattering, but despite Tenbo's fascination with Shijo, it didn’t compromise his cautious nature. He wouldn't be swayed easily. He needed security, a failsafe system, before he could truly open up to someone as intelligent and potentially useful as Shijo. After all, his aura wasn’t one of impulsiveness or vulnerability. Those under his protection never needed to fear—unless they betrayed him. This was precisely why his younger brother, Mugen, had suffered the loss of an arm: disobedience and omission. Tenbo’s obsidian eyes swirled into the Sharingan, a significant signal. Shijo’s revelation of the leaf not only confirmed Tenbo's suspicions but also made him acknowledge Shijo as a high-ranking Anbu member. His senses heightened instantly, scanning the environment and confirming that no one outside of his influence was observing them. With this assurance, he urgently spoke to Shijo.

"You may become my apprentice upon acceptance of this... Follow me, receive and your desires will come true."
With those words, Tenbo vanished from the rooftop, slipping into a secure alley that he had scoped out briefly after activating his Sharingan and heightening his sensory levels. The alley was dark, flanked by vacant buildings, devoid of people—its only inhabitants being a scattering of rodents. It was notably free from spiders and other insects. Should Shijo decide to follow, he would find Tenbo with his Sharingan deactivated, hand outstretched in invitation the moment Shijo landed and signaled his acceptance. At that instant, Tenbo would impart a unique seal upon Shijo’s tongue, carried by all Root members, granting Shijo access to their ranks. His usage of this technique surpassed his predecessor with extra utility. Upon acceptance, Tenbo would then meld into the void of nothingness, blending seamlessly with the environment, invisible to all. As a prodigy, Shijo was expected to mask his actions similarly and follow his new commander. Their conversation could no longer take place in the exposed, unsecured rooftop environment. Should Shijo refuse, Tenbo would have no choice but to leave him behind, disappearing into the vast expanse of the wind with no further aid to offer.
Location: Konohagakure “Leaf District” -> ???
Posting Order: Shijo Uchiha→ Tenbo Uchiha
Post Time Limit (PTL): 3 Days.
Skip Points: lll
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[Baldhead]

Takashi can't help but admire how quickly Gyoken copied his techniques to near perfection, although it is mostly thanks to his Sharingan and its ability that did the job for him. Gyoken not only copied Takashi's chakra control but also added his own unique style to the techniques, resulting in his flames being blue in color. During the brief display, as well as under his watchful eyes, Takashi understood a unique thing about the boy in front of him: he possesses at least four times more chakra than Takashi himself does, which means that he needs to control a larger amount at once than Takashi needs to. 'You are a hell of a shinobi, Gyoken!' he says, having both his arms out to the sides. 'Before we continue, let's chat for a bit.' Taking a seat on what remains of the grass below him, his legs placed over each other almost as if in a meditation pose. 'As you probably know, Fire Release techniques are common among ninja of Konohagakure, right? You being from the Uchiha clan means that you have a natural affinity for the fire nature transformation.' He takes a deep sigh before continuing, 'I truly believe that with practice you could generate flames strong enough to overcome even Water Release techniques without a doubt.”
__________Real Takashi______________

After observing the two Uchihas and following their conversation without being distracted, Takashi maintains his focus on Shijo and Lord Tenbo. Even when Gyoken arrives to ask for Takashi's teachings and guidance, he does not stop keeping his eyes on them. When Tenbo accepts Shijo's request to be the apprentice of the leader of Root, Takashi raises his eyebrows slightly, a sign that he was at least a little surprised by the outcome of their conversation.

This was not what he expected, but Takashi holds his position, ready to act at the slightest wrong move or the slightest threat, and prevent any potential conflict before it even occurs. Just before Tenbo disappears from Takashi's field of vision, he catches a glimpse of Tenbo's gaze, a look that among Root has been compared to the abyss itself. A look that gives off a killing intent like no other. Takashi, a trained Shinobi with a long background in Anbu and the Root, still gets chills when faced with a serious look from Lord Tenbo.

With Tenbo gone and Shijo following him, Takashi understands almost immediately where they went. He sighs deeply out of relief as a drop of sweat runs down his forehead. Even if their eyes didn't directly meet each other, the small part of a second it happened had a deeper meaning behind it. Tenbo always knows his surroundings and if he is being watched in any way or where he can be seen from, at least within the walls of the village. Slowly, he stands steady on the tree branch before his Byakugan wanders around the village. Some distance away, he sees Gyoken and his shadow clone together on one of the training fields. After that, he looks towards the outskirts of the village and also checks alleys and shops. Takashi locates where most of the people are before deactivating his Byakugan. Using the height from the tree and the roofs from the houses around, Takashi sets off on his own. As he runs across the buildings, he begins to suppress his own chakra, leaving no trace behind. His clone, on the other hand, would still be emitting his chakra signature so that if anyone were to look for him, they would only sense his clone.

Running through the village, across the streets and secret shortcuts, he clearly sees where he wants to be. He arrives in front of an old gate that looks completely abandoned. The rusty gate and overgrown nature have almost swallowed the entrance completely, contributing to its secret location. Normally, if someone were to open the gate, it would lead to an abandoned coal mine, but to those like Takashi, this place is much more. When he opens one door and steps in, everything is completely black, engulfed in darkness itself. "With my Byakugan, this would be a lot easier," Takashi mutters as he takes a few light steps into the darkness before stepping on a flat rock. The rock is pushed down by his foot, and the ground opens up in front of him, revealing stairs leading down. Without hesitation, he descends and follows the stairs, and the second he's underground, the opening above closes behind him, hiding him underground. Once down there, several tunnels appear with lit torches along the walls.
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Due to the secretive nature of ANBU and Root, very little is known of their history. It is said that they were formed not long after the founding of Konohagakure and the other shinobi villages. It has been a staple of the village since, part of the foundations and an important part of Konoha. The Root headquarters is in the depths of Konohagakure, said to span across the entire village with secret entrance ways throughout the village allowing for quick and convenient travel. Each entrance way is marked with a Fuuinjutsu that only members of Root can open. It consists of training rooms, a central meeting hall, library, mess hall and the commander’s office where a variety of sensitive documents are kept. Each member is giving their own personal quarters, for them to decorate as they see fit.

Once someone achieves the rank of Root, they have a fuuinjutsu imprinted on the back of their tongues and back of their head by Lord Tenbo himself. When activated, the fuuinjutsu on the tongue would paralyse their entire body if they tried to speak anything about Tenbo or the organisation, rendering them unable to speak or move. Activation of the fuuinjutsu placed on the back of the head results in a memory wipe. All memories of Root or even knowledge of it's existence will be erased from the user's head. Tactical training, important confidential information, and sentimental information is a small price to pay when considering the alternative.

Takashi continues his walk along the torches into one of several tunnels. Their flames almost dance as he passes them and the light they give off makes his shadow stretch across the dusty floor. Every now and then he is met by a rat or two running across the floor. Either past Takashi or running away from him.


Location: (Clone) Konohagakure Training Ground and (Real Takashi) Konohagakure “Leaf District” -> ???
Order: Takashi Clone - Gyoken
Order: Takashi Real -
Time Limit: 3 Days
Skip Points: 2



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[Fox]

His journey through the village was different from what he was used to back home - it was more with humbleness and silence unlike the rustling wildlives within the cemented city. The very presence was concealed by the ability in which was displayed by his ancestors in the past in order to conceal the chakra. However, it didn't just stop there as he was maintaining the mask which was designed to create a memory-proof aura in which makes people who looks at him, not able to remember when looking away. "Hrrm...." The Uzumaki whispered as he strolled across the roads leading down to a particular location where he could hear a unpleasant sound - just as he entered the place only to spot a brief disappearing shadow without double checking if there was anything left. The Uchiha appeared to be seeking for help which can be seen on his face - Tentai was indifferent to it all. It was just a normal scene to him - a Uchiha dead. Could it be that he was raised to hate the Uchiha Clan? In his eyes it was much more than a mere hatred it was... indifferent. Without a hesitation he was able to slash a unaffected part of the Uchiha, in which it was at a guesstimate how was it done? He was able to place a seal over the area that appears to be unaffected by the mysterious poison for further analysis with him only several feet away - just enough that whatever that might be wouldn't touch him. It was preserved for a further plan, perhaps to make do with the unaffected DNA of the poor Uchiha. The eyes glared at what had transpired as there was nothing left behind but a puddle of blood. "What the hell... Should I track that bastard?" He murmured. "Eh, not my problem." He lifted his shoulder as a sort of aloofness. Suddenly, he was more curious about how he transformed that person into a puddle of blood, and so his curiosity won. "Alright....fine you win.. I'll just follow the sketchy bastard instead." He thought.

"Hmm.."

The Masked Uzumaki continued to follow the Masked Man, only to see his destination, whatever that may be. With the distance maintained at a considerable length keeping track of the mysterious assassin only for him to place a container of the sort next to a house, presumingly to be the Uchiha Lord's mansion. "Lost him.. What was that technique?" A scoff can be "seen" in his mind as the assassin disappeared after. Without a second to delay, he moved forward without hinting his true intention as his hand moved toward only for the container to disappear into the seal itself before shifting his chakra back to suppression mode in a second.

"I'll have to figure how to bring the poor bastard back." He thought as he departed at a blink of eye like a lightning as he disappeared into the darkness.

Location: Konohagakure “Leaf District”
Posting Order: Klaw > Tentai
Post Time Limit (PTL): 3 Days.
Skip Points: lll

 

[Jeriah]

Praise was a rarity in Gyoken's life, especially from his father, Ichijo, who always focused more on potential than on present achievements. Thus, receiving recognition from his senseie Takashi Hyuuga was not just unexpected but deeply affirming. It bolstered Gyoken's confidence and reinforced his commitment to mastering his abilities. The young Uchiha was finally starting to feel adept with his Sharingan, learning the subtleties of fire release and the precise control of his chakra. Takashi's moves weren't just techniques to be mimicked in the moment; they were lessons to be integrated into every jutsu Gyoken would cast in the future.

During a quiet moment, Takashi invited Gyoken to sit and have a heartfelt chat. Gyoken listened intently, absorbing every word, his responses punctuated by thoughtful nods. The conversation eventually steered towards Gyoken's past, triggering memories of his father. "My father mentioned that before, sensei Takashi. When he sealed Ms. Matatabi inside me, he called my fire [=https://naruto-roleplay.fandom.com/wiki/Azure_Soulflame_Bind]Azure[/url], and said they were the hottest flames of the Uchiha," Gyoken recalled, his eyes closing as he dredged up the distant words.

Reopening his eyes, which now shimmered with a renewed determination, Gyoken's gaze met Takashi's. His crimson eyes were innocent, a stark contrast to the typically intense demeanor of his clan. His fist struck the grassy earth, a physical manifestation of his resolve. "I want to have the strongest flames in the entire Uchiha... No, in Konohagakure... No, in the world. That way, even the darkest of people could have a change of heart once introduced to a light so bright it makes you want to smile," he declared, his voice echoing with conviction. This statement revealed Gyoken's naive yet noble aspirations, untouched by the harsh realities of the ninja world.

Turning his attention inward, he addressed the powerful entity within him. "You hear that, Ms. Matatabi? We're gonna shed light where it's needed...together," he announced, punctuating his vow with an enthusiastic fist pump towards his chest. Inside Gyoken, the giant blue-flamed Bakeneko, Matatabi, reacted subtly. Though still facing away from the gate that bound her, she tilted her head slightly upon hearing Gyoken's words. It was a minimal acknowledgment from the formidable-tailed beast, hinting at a complex relationship yet to be fully explored between the young ninja and the powerful spirit residing within him.

Location: Konohagakure “Leaf District”- Training Field
Order: Takashi clone- Gyoken
Time Limit: 3 Days
Skip Points: 2​

 

[Yatoru]

The streets of the Leaf bustled with life, Citizens going about their business, shinobi participating in training and or Missions but one Genin in particular would be found sitting upon the residential properties porch, one in which he'd call home. With a Husky sitting beside him, one with a sand like coat this young man no older than 16- 17 sat upon the porch. His right hand coursing through the pelt of the animal companion as his strange cyan blue eyes stared forth towards the partially cloud filled blue skies. His fair peach to tanned skin or compressible to Olive colored glistened with the suns rays. With gentle breeze of warm currents, his jet black locks flowed; a segment being dove white. Sporting a gold colored coat with a torn sleeve with a stitched Leaf headband on the shoulder portion, scarf collared steel gray colored shirt, boar leather belt of oak pigmentation, Onyx black long legged pants connecting to the traditional Blackened shinobi sandals. Enjoying the peace and quiet this Shinobi who hailed from the Grass's Infamous Tendo Clan was a citizen of the leaf. All due to the apparent orphaning that consumed his childhood before his transfer after graduation to the leaf district. Though his distant stare upon the sky and gentle petting of his canine companion assigned to him to help improve his psychological issues engraved in his psyche due to his harsh upbringing, it almost seemed that this young man was at peace in the quiet environment. Though his obligations as a Shinobi even as a Genin of the leaf would eventually draw him to taking on missions as the needed income for completion of these missions would continue to sustain his lively hood. As such a realization would fill his mind, his expression shifted to that of an annoyed one; groaning as he slowly found himself rising to his feet; brushing the remnant dog fur from his clothing as he spoke with a calm yet annoyed tone,​

"I'll be gone for a couple day's Presmo. Looks like I need to go take some form of mission so we can have food in our storage. Protect the house while I'm away.... And stop trying to murder all the pigeons that land in our yard."​

This being said, as the canine companion sat, his head tilting as the young lad slid his hands into his pockets before walking out of his residential housing property. Each step taking with stride yet his facial expression carried still that sign of annoyance, only giving a kind smile or a gentle wave to the children playing that he happened to pass by. Other than that, any adult or persons around his age group would be given that same annoyed expression and or a possible middle finger as he passed them by. His Pouch of tools concealed beneath the tail of his coat; and his hands returning to his pockets, this young man would slowly move towards the Hokage's office, a place where shinobi young and older, novice and experienced can receive missions...

With each step, the young Tendo drew ever closer towards the giant building, one which held the history and diplomatic experience of the Hokage of today and the Hokage's of the past. His Cyan eyes staring forth as each step drew him closer and soon inside the building where the young Genin would proceed with each stride towards the actual office where the Hokage would reside, but the question would remain, on which mission Lord Hokage would assign the Orphan boy, who would his team be, and finally would it pay well enough...

Location: Konohagakure “Leaf District” Residential Area - > Hokage's Office
Posting Order: Jin Tendo
Post Time Limit (PTL): 3 Days.
Skip Points: lll

 

[LucianRedgrave]

Yaju’s hand crashed into the wall and with that an air of disappointment was present as a route for his departure was opened in exchange. He shook his hand free of now dried mud and let out a heavy sigh. His nostrils flared at the thought of the hunt to come but for now it was a matter of completing the mission. His chest bellowed with the aforementioned heavy breath and his hounds let out a similar notion, their noses seemed fast at work in search of the scent they so happily left a means to find. Their fur stood on end with a symbiotic anticipation to their master meaning there very beings were intertwined in a relationship that very few could ever hope to understand. His deep baritone voice called those he called his own without an iota of hesitation in his voice ”We’re leaving, our job here is done…” The hounds that accompanied Yaju responded with a resounding ”Arf!” Even in the face of cowardice their interactions seemed concise and filled with a sense of duty. Despite their four legged composition their very actions seemed human in nature from their unbound loyalty to their ability to conduct the jobs given to them by Yaju himself.

Yaju’s hands came together to form the dog seal and with that his own image went up in a cloud of smoke as a means to conceal the transformation that would come. While the Inuzuka were known for their hounds' ability to turn into their owners, Yaju took it upon himself to return the favor from time to time. He knew very well that being nothing more than a work horse for the people you serve would run any individual into the ground as well as there was no sense of camaraderie by simply lording his ability to walk on two legs over his compatriots. Simple things like this were what separated him from his predecessors and more over the reason he was so close with the dogs he called his own.

In time their return to the village would come with little surprise at all or so one could hope. Yaju had been gone for quite some time and to what would likely be no shock at all he returned with his prey in tow. The very body of the man he had been sent to procure firmly within the clutches of his most prominent beast. A hound that stood taller than even some horses but more importantly the beast was both agile and delicate in its own right. When they padded into the village as a collect, one could find the one leading the pack was none other than Yaju himself clad in his typical ebony fur only to shift from the form of beast to man as he crossed into the village's threshold. His muscular form became more apparent as the smoke cleared and the village guards were just as equally being taken aback by the arrival of the man himself. It wasn’t often that people used the transformation jutsu to simply turn into animals but Yaju was among the few to do so. His right hand moved up to clasp the back of his neck, rubbing back and forth releasing the tension free from his form and with that he cut a look to the village guard that stood in his path. Yaju’s lips parted to speak once more as his pack stood at ease behind him “Where is Suzaku?” His nose told him the answer but the least he could do was respec the formalities of the matter at hand.​

 

[Okami Kitsune]

Okami Kitsune. 15 years old, a recently-promoted Chunin, and even more recent addition to Konohagakure's ranks as a Transfer Ninja following said promotion. Due to his homeland not having a uniform to distinguish ranks, he'd been given a Konoha vest upon his arrival to Leaf District - a vest he proudly wore over his standard non-formal attire, even as he began walking from his new home (as in just assigned to him that very same day, immediately after being brought to the district) in the Residential District to the Hokage's Office. Normally Okami wouldn't be in such a rush to get some missions under his belt before he'd truly fully adjusted to his new life in this larger and more advanced land, but his side occupation as a blacksmith wouldn't cover all his financial necessities by itself. Not to mention he needed the additional income anyways to start a branch here in Leaf District in the first place. However, he knew his current limits, and was hopeful that the Hokage would assign something simple for his first mission as a Leaf Ninja... Even if that meant working with other ninja, most likely at least one or two Genin, or even three if it could be managed.

However, none of that stopped the young Kitsune from walking at a leisurely pace. He may have been in a rush to grab a mission so that he could sustain himself for a while, but he was not in so much of a rush that he couldn't afford to take the scenic route and familiarize himself with his new surroundings while he was at it.

Leaving Location: [Leaf District - Residential Area]
Entering Location: [Leaf District - Hokage's Office]
Posting Order: Jin Tendo, Okami Kitsune
Post Time Limit (PTL): 3 Days (Approximately 72 Hours)
Skip Points: II

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[Davon]

Tenbo had recently done the unprecedented, accepting Shijo of the Uchiha Clan as his apprentice. This decision, while allowing the young Uchiha to learn from him, came at a steep price: unwavering loyalty to Tenbo and the foundation. Shijo had confirmed the suspicions Tenbo harbored, and more revelations were imminent. The two now navigated the labyrinthine network of the foundation's layout, their path directed by the commander of a formidable force of shinobi, each ready to act at Tenbo's command. Shijo's newfound access to the network's interior was a direct consequence of the Cursed Tongue Eradication Seal embedded upon him. In addition to this seal, Tenbo's mastery had placed a parallel, invisible seal on the back of Shijo's head, only visible when activated. Though this gave Tenbo some measure of ease, he remained vigilant, aware that the information Shijo would gather could no longer be communicated verbally. As they arrived at a critical juncture, Tenbo halted, a dark chuckle escaping his lips. He understood all too well the vulnerabilities still surrounding him, having calculated the potential for undesirable outcomes. The intersection where they stood was now a hub of covert activity, operatives observing both Tenbo and Shijo intently. They had seen Shijo, and there was no turning back.

Pushing deeper into the facility, Tenbo led Shijo down a dimly lit pathway. Shadows clung to the walls, and the air was thick with tension. It was here, in this foreboding corridor, that they encountered Takashi Hyuuga, standing like a silent sentinel in the darkness.
"I am quite certain he is here based on my calculations. Perhaps he has been observing me and anticipated my destination. After all, he needs to report to me. Takashi, a formidable and astute member of the forces."

"Greetings, Hyuuga. Before we proceed with the debriefing, allow me to introduce you to Shijo Uchiha, a trusted companion of the Hokage." Tenbo’s words hung in the air, each second stretching longer than it should have, laden with the weight of surprise. Even in this dimly lit corridor, Tenbo's voice was a deliberate echo, resonating against the walls and reaching every ear at either end of the pathway. His obsidian eyes, cold and unyielding like glaciers, fixed intently on the Hyuuga. ""Shijo, please debrief us on all the suspicions the Leaf holds about me. This is the proper place and time. Also, offer solutions on how we can shake off this suspicion, considering you are trusted not only by Suzaku but also his advisors." Tenbo was acutely wary of the Yamanakas' mental and spiritual prowess. Before he could continue with his deliberations and training with Shijo, gathering information was essential first. Considering Shijo had access to the general network facilities, Tenbo needed to ensure all security measures were thoroughly covered. Inoka and Ayame, advisors of Suzaku, were properly respected for their abilities, which could prove to be a significant nuisance. Had he exposed the foundation prematurely? Tenbo weighed the ramifications, contemplating the severe consequences that could arise if Shijo ever manages to expose him. Nevertheless, Tenbo had what Shijo wanted: direct access to Ichijo Uchiha.

Location: Konohagakure “Foundation"
Posting Order: Tenbo Uchiha - > Shijo Uchiha→ Takashi Hyuga
Post Time Limit (PTL): 3 Days.
Skip Points: lll
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